Hong Kong General: I am the leader of Hongxing, I just want to make money

Chapter 13: Leading the Hongxing bosses to find the right business
The next morning, in Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station, Chili and Curry were spending time in the office area bored.

The scorching sun shone through the window, casting patches of light onto their desks, but this warm light could not dispel the boredom in their hearts.

La Jiao hung his head and muttered, "There are fewer and fewer cases. I feel like we are all becoming useless." His eyes under his thick eyebrows were helpless and confused. His uniform looked a little loose, as if he had lost his former spirit. His hair was a little messy, as if he hadn't taken good care of it for a long time, and there were a few beads of sweat on his forehead due to the heat.

Curry leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and said nonchalantly: "This is perfect, we can get money and we don't have to do any work. Let's just be happy." There was a lazy smile on his face, but his eyes concealed a hint of worry about this situation.

Chili frowned and retorted, "Is that all you want? We don't become police officers just to get by. We have to uphold justice and fight crime. Why are we just sitting around doing nothing?"

Curry shrugged and said helplessly, "But the reality is that there is no case. What can we do? Should we create a case ourselves?"

At this moment, the phone on the desk suddenly rang, and the sharp ringtone broke the silence. Chili picked up the phone and heard the familiar voice of Ma Haotian from the Poison Powder Investigation Department on the other end of the phone.

"Chili, it's me, Ma Haotian."

Chili sat up straight and responded, "Oh, it's you, Lao Ma."

Ma Haotian said anxiously: "I suspect that Qin Fan's funds are likely to come from lost fans, but my boss does not allow me to investigate further. I would like to entrust you to investigate secretly."

When Curry heard this, he immediately came over and said, "No problem. We are brothers. I will definitely help you." He thought to himself, "If I can find evidence against Qin Fan, it will be a great achievement. Maybe I can get a promotion and a raise."

Ma Haotian continued, "Also, now that things have come to this, I won't hide it from you. My mother comes from a famous wealthy family, the Luo family. Luo Zuer is my cousin, and I would rather my cousin-in-law be one of you two."

Hearing this, Curry and Chili suddenly perked up, as if a fire was burning in their hearts.

Curry said excitedly: "Old Ma, don't worry, I will definitely treat Joey well. I will let her live a happy life and will never let her suffer any grievances."

Chili also quickly said: "No one is more suitable for Joey than me."

Ma Haotian smiled and said, "Then you two must perform well and don't let me down."

After hanging up the phone, Chili and Curry began to discuss how to investigate Qin Fan.

La Jiao said seriously: "This matter is not easy to handle. Qin Fan is not an ordinary person. We have to be careful."

Curry said confidently: "What are you afraid of? As long as we find evidence, we can bring him to justice."

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Outside the Kwun Tong Industrial Building, the sun was so hot that it felt like being in a furnace, and the heat on the street seemed to be able to steam people. The asphalt road seemed to be softened and exuded a pungent smell. The appearance of the building was slightly old, and the paint on the wall was peeling, showing the traces of time.

Liang Kun came with a group of hall masters, and everyone's face was filled with anticipation and curiosity. Liang Kun wore a floral shirt, a thick gold chain around his neck, and a cigar in his mouth was smoking. The hall masters behind him were also of various types, some wearing exaggerated suits, and some wearing casual sportswear.

However, when he arrived at the place, he did not see Qin Fan.

"This kid said he would wait for us here, where is he?" Liang Kun frowned and grumbled in dissatisfaction. His thin face showed a trace of irritability, and the cigar in his mouth also shook up and down with his emotions. His eyes were full of suspicion and impatience, and beads of sweat on his forehead slid down his cheeks.

The other hall masters also whispered to each other, expressing their confusion.

"Are they kidding us?" a hall master whispered.

"No way, Afan wouldn't dare." Another hall master responded.

At this moment, a strange scene came into everyone's eyes. Qin Fan and a group of his younger brothers were seen carefully helping the old lady cross the road.

Everyone looked at each other.

Although I had heard of it before, this was the first time I saw it. A group of gangsters helped an old lady cross the street.

So weird.

"This Afan is really not a member of the community." A hall master muttered in a low voice.

A few minutes later, Qin Fan walked over with a smile on his face and apologized to everyone: "Sorry, brothers, I kept you waiting for a long time." Qin Fan was wearing a simple business suit, his hair was combed neatly, and his eyes showed confidence and calmness.

Liang Kun said unhappily, "Ah Fan, what are you doing? You're just making us wait here."

Qin Fan quickly explained: "I'm really sorry that I met an old lady on the road who needed help."

Liang Kun snorted coldly.

Afterwards, he brought a group of Hongxing bosses into his own shoe factory.

Inside the factory, the machines roared and the workers worked busily. The huge machines made a deafening noise and the air was filled with the smell of rubber and glue. The lights were dim, making the whole factory seem a little depressing.

Qin Fan walked in front with his head held high and his chest puffed out. He looked like a business owner who had led a group of leaders on an inspection tour in his previous life.

The Hongxing bosses, who have always been engaged in shady business, are full of curiosity about the shoe factory.

Brother Ji touched the soles of the shoes made by the machine and asked curiously, "Afan, can these shoes really sell for a lot of money?" Brother Ji was fat and wore a loose striped shirt. The fat on his belly almost pushed the buttons open.

Qin Fan smiled and replied: "Brother Ji, don't worry, my technology is unique and can definitely make money."

Brother Ji still didn't believe it: "Don't lie to me"

Before Qin Fan could say anything, Liang Kun, who was standing beside him, put his hands on his waist and said, "Even big companies like Nike are vying for Afan's technology, you can see how good Afan is. Brother Ji, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but Afan is leading you to the right path, you should be grateful instead of being picky here."

Brother Ji was unhappy when he heard this: "I'm just asking for insurance. No one's money comes from the wind." Brother Ji's face flushed red and his voice became louder. He waved his hands in the air, looking a little excited.

At this time, the three Han Bin brothers who were taken to the side for a visit by Jimmy came back. Han Bin waved his hands excitedly and said, "Afan, the three of us brothers have invested 30 million." Han Bin is tall, wearing a well-ironed suit, with a confident smile on his face.

Everyone gasped. They all knew that Han Bin made money from smuggling, but they didn't expect him to be so rich.

Qin Fan smiled and said, "Welcome, Brother Bin."

Someone exclaimed: "Brother Bing is so generous!"

Since Han Bin, the richest man, had expressed his opinion, the others naturally couldn't sit still. They all expressed their willingness to invest, although none of them had as much as Han Bin, but they all had several million.

Several million in this day and age is not a small sum, otherwise Liang Kun would not have been almost forced to lose fans because of more than 20 million.

Brother Ji couldn't sit still anymore, thinking to himself: "Everyone is so enthusiastic, I can't fall behind." So he said loudly: "I will invest another 9 million to make it a round number of 10 million."

Only then did everyone realize that Brother Ji, who had always been low-key, was also very rich.

Liang Kun said, "It has to be clean money."

Everyone nodded, indicating that it was okay.

At this time, there was a noise outside.

(End of this chapter)